The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
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[God in mortal flesh reveal'd]
Great is the mystery of godliness: God was, &c.
—iii. 16.
God in mortal flesh reveal'd,
Explain the mystery,
Show it still on man fulfill'd,
Be manifest in me;
Thou who didst on earth appear,
By faith conceived Thyself impart,
Pitch Thy tabernacle here
In my believing heart.
Explain the mystery,
Show it still on man fulfill'd,
Be manifest in me;
Thou who didst on earth appear,
By faith conceived Thyself impart,
Pitch Thy tabernacle here
In my believing heart.
Thou, who didst so greatly stoop
To a poor virgin's womb,
Here Thy mean abode take up,
To me, my Saviour come;
Come, and Satan's works destroy,
And let me all Thy Godhead prove,
Fill'd with peace, and heavenly joy,
And pure eternal love.
To a poor virgin's womb,
Here Thy mean abode take up,
To me, my Saviour come;
Come, and Satan's works destroy,
And let me all Thy Godhead prove,
Fill'd with peace, and heavenly joy,
And pure eternal love.
Then my soul with strange delight
Shall comprehend and feel
All the length, and breadth, and height
Of love unspeakable;
Then I shall the secret know,
Which angels would search out in vain,
God was man, and served below,
That man with God might reign.
Shall comprehend and feel
All the length, and breadth, and height
Of love unspeakable;
Then I shall the secret know,
Which angels would search out in vain,
God was man, and served below,
That man with God might reign.
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